Hello! I'm Blaze and... You know what? Let's just get done with this already. The secret me and Arthrott have been keeping is revealed in this chapter! If you don't notice it, i'll point at it with golden arrows.
A Series of Unfortunate Events
Remember what Fire said last chapter? Yes, I broke the fourth wall, deal with it. Anyways, I figured out that when I share a dream, it is REALLY tiring. My brain couldn't register thoughts properly. It was like this:
Firsh? Sha niche? Ah fshi laks kayp. +Don't worry, I got your back. What he was trying to say was 'Fire? Are you okay? I feel like crap.'+
Thank you, Posi. You were a life saver (Not Really). We regained most of our strength after a quick nap, staying out of eachother's minds, and flew down to Sugarcube Corner to regain the rest of it. "Hey lovebirds! What can I getcha this night? Well actually, it's morning! And you can't have a cupcake or a drink at night in the morning! That would be-" Me and Fire shoved a cupcake in her mouth at the same time.
Will that pony just be quiet?
Will that pony just be quiet?
"We'd just like a cupcake for both of us, thank you." Pinkie swallowed both cupcakes and nodded. "I'll be right back."She whispered. She dashed into the kitchen.
Did she just read our minds? Maybe. We might need to be careful around her for now. Yeah. Unless... Pinkie will be talking non-stop when she returns. What are you trying to do? Mind Control! Fire mental facehoofed. We waited for about 27 seconds while hearing a musical number from the kitchen. When Pinkie walked out of the kitchen, she was Non-stop talking.
"You know when I was a filly it was the first time I started baking with Grammy Pie and she was a great baker but the cupcakes were gray and black but not burnt which is odd why they weren't either yellow or white and then when I tried baking the cupcakes were very delicious I'm not saying Grammy Pie's weren't good but mine were better and..."
We CAN control other ponies' minds!
Fire just continued to stare at the scene happening before her eyes. "...and then Rainbow Dash did the Sonic Rainboom! It wad so awesome and my hair went all poofy and I turned a brighter shade of pink and I felt the urge to throw a party! I put up streamers and balloons and there was a cake on the big table in the center which was even better than the cupcakes I made and then..." Pinkie will stop talking and return to her own business. Pinkie shut up and returned to the kitchen. So, if we can control a pony's mind, then can't we do anything we want to?
All of a sudden, the all-famous TARDIS appeared out of nowhere. Doctor Whooves accompanied by Derpy Hooves were standing in the doorway. "Do you think this is the right time, Derpy?" He asked. "It says 2002, I believe so." Derpy replied in a more serious tone than normal. "That's the one! Now, do you two happen to be Blaze Burn and Fire Fury?" We nodded slowly. "Alrighty then! Let's get this over with. Derpy, if you'd please?"
"Yes sir, Doctor!" She pulled out what looked like a camera tube. "Say cheese." The light flashed, and the strangest thing happened. After my vision cleared, I was suddenly confronted by the all-famous Doctor Whooves! "Woah! When did you get here?" I asked. "Now that my job here is done, hopefully peace has returned to the future." He said. What the hay is he talking about?
I don't know, but he is looks like Professor Whooves.
"Shall we go then, Derpy?" He asked. "Absolutely Doctor!" She replied happily, and the two hopped on board, shutting the TARDIS' door. There was a buzzing sound, and the Time traveling police box slowly disappeared. "What was that all about?" Fire asked. "Pietrisycamollaviadelrechiotemexity" I replied. Fire looked at me in disbelief. "How the buck did you pronounce that?"
"Magic, *snort snort*" She facehoofed. That night, nopony and nobody but me and Fire hadn't the faintest idea of what pietrisycamollaviadelrechiotemexity could possibly mean.
"Yippie Kie Yay, Motha-Bucka!" I yelled as I smashed the creeper's head. "That's enough for the night. Time to store this stuff and hope I can get good shuteye." I galloped up to my house, walked in, popped the stuff in a chest, and got sucked out by a blocky portal, in which I was placed on a dock.
"Oookaaay..?" I said. "Blaze, your time has come. You must no longer live with the lives of innocents." A voice, threateningly deep, announced. "And why me? If you already know my whole story, then don't bother to answer." Silence. "Okay, so why am I a threat or whatnot?"
"The rifts between your portal jumps have been causing havoc in the worlds between. Tornadoes, volcanoes, tsunamis, earthquakes, and lightning, all have been caused by you. To stop that, we have to stop you." With that, my throat was being constricted by magic, and I was plunged into the lakeside.
My breath was being released into bubbles as I shouted for help. All the ponies I became friends with will miss me forever, without a sign as to who in Equestria would murder a pony. No...
→My last breath was made, and my struggles stopped. The warmth in my body was put out. I was lifeless, deceased, dead, however you put it. But, my soul wasn't. It was re-constructing me. It re-ignited the warmth. I regained strength while my colors transformed from orange and red to blue and dark cyan. I was, basically, reborn.←
I burst through the magical clamp that strangled me and breached the water, walking on it. I saw in his eyes through the dark, a hint of fear, even if the slightest. Perfect. "Now, let's see who's the guy behind the mask." I pulled him forwards into the light of the moon, and gasped at the sight.
"King Quantum?! You, of all Equestrians, would try to drown somepony?!" I yelled. [I'll explain later] He started to open his mouth, but I interrupted. "I know, you had a reason, but murder?" Quantum looked down in shame. "I'm sorry for everything. I lied about the havoc in different worlds. But there is a greater power behind all of this. He controls me. His name is John Rig-" Before he could finish his sentence, a green light replaced his form, soon disappearing. "Wait! John who?" I yelled. All that replied was the waves of water and the chirps of crickets. "Why is that name familiar?" I asked myself silently.